This immediately gave Mu You a foreboding feeling...
"Puchi!"
The next second, the sound of a blade piercing flesh rang out, but it hadn't fully penetrated.
One could only say, a Barbarian truly lived up to the name—his physical resilience was undeniable. The blade tip barely sunk three inches into the flesh before it was forcibly halted by his hard skull.
The strike of the God of Decapitation barely left a moderate gash on the Barbarian's face, and the wound began rapidly healing in a matter of moments.
However, in the fleeting interval where the wound was yet to close, Mu You, utilizing the Eye of Golden Crow, keenly observed a mass of red cotton-like substance emerging from the fingers of the God of Decapitation, silently burrowing into the wound.
At this moment, Mu You had just used time-stopping; there wasn't enough time to write another rule. He could only watch helplessly as the Barbarian's wound healed autonomously, sealing the red substance within his skull.
